he's too sweet

sometimes the argentinian is so sweet i can't get over it. i spent the night at his house on saturday. and after he put off getting up and doing some work, he finally got out of bed. i, on the other hand, stayed in bed and planned to fall back asleep. i heard him in the kitchen, i assumed making coffee for himself, and drifted back to sleep. a little while later (i thought at least a half hour, but apparently it was more like 10 minutes) he comes back in the room, and says, "i made you something." i sleepily roll over, and he's made me pancakes and fruit. and he even lets me eat them in his bed.